Splack Yung Simmie

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[Chorus]
Riding in the splack and you know it's black
I'm sitting in the back, I gotta hold the mac
I can't trust a soul, nobody knows
A nigga might slip, I'm bouta let the choppa go
Riding in the splack and you know it's black
I'm sitting in the back, I gotta hold the mac
I can't trust a soul, nobody knows
A nigga might slip, I'm bouta let the choppa go

[Verse 1: Yung Simmie]
Looking out the window and I see no competition
He probably in the trunk if you think that nigga missing
I swerve on dudes who be with all the dissing
I cross like I'm Christian
And shoot like a piston
Windows tinted, can't see who in it
Oh he with women, she brought her friend
They do they dance, while I drive with one hand
Sippin kickstand, little nigga
And I'm trynna get big bands
I been Klan, Simmie got the tools
He the handyman
Sweet niggas needa go back to Candyland
Just hit a lick, gloves on, I'm gone
And I'm all in my zone
Nigga past the Patron